The young people filling some of the other rooms in Olahbinan woke me at 6:30.  I prayed then arose to got to breakfast in Masferré.  The Saturday street market was in full swing under a cloudy sky by the time I arrived.  But I didn’t peruse the stalls as I did last month; I wanted to break fast and get some caffeine. Outside Masferré the staff had a table holding four pots, and I asked for a bowl of Aroscaldo to take inside for an appetizer while I awaited my Mountain Tea and Spanish omelet (which turned out to contain fish!).  The “toast” on the menu was a round sourdough roll sliced into fourths and untoasted.  No butter, jam or jelly…I’d intended to hike to Bomod-Ok waterfall this morning, but my body aches, perhaps from this altitude and the weather, bracing myself during a six-hour bus ride yesterday and pounding the pavement in Baguio City this week.  I just ache all over, from head to feet.  I suppose that my head’s sinuses ache due to change in altitude.  Dominic says that we slept with the windows open, so maybe I breathed pollen overnight.  Anyway, I’m drowsy from lack of enough sleep, and all my joints ache as they do when I ride in an airplane to cruising altitude, so I’m not inclined to hike this morning while I’m digesting this hearty meal.  I want to hike and enjoy beautiful Sagada, to be sure, but my body doesn’t want to.

I guess that Dominic and I will walk up and down Sagada to try to find a house or two apartments to rent.  We could wander in the Saturday morning marketplace on main street, I suppose, though I don’t need anything in particular.